Is this a something serious as setting bone, you being of the lightest blinkings in infinity. And does this restore a gape where your will would be. Does this draw a grey where your reds would bleed, Where onces there was only black...
And so it seems being set free, is a comples and unalterable series of captures and release. And it that it is this web of tragedy and consequence that, gives your loss and found its trajectory.
Arm Gone Clear Dive Cope Quit Fear Blood Bone I
To evacuate onces sturdy flesh: one part endless, two parts death... blood swapped with bled sleep swapped with breath Not ghost Not dead Not lead Not yet
The last of man kind will have no instruction. No flag that stands for more than him. Man will have hunger, wounds, and mind alone by which he might give scale to his map.
To know you are gone, and what you are doing is meant. As evidenced By the risen hars of human arms on end, that marks the slight and unlikely slells of the clear skull spell.